You've made me do a thousand things I never wanted to do...
I have taken a cold bath at 6 degrees.
I laid on the hospital bed for 2 weeks after that.
You said it was a contest that you needed to win.
A stupid contest that posed a danger to my life...
I still don't know how I agreed to go on with it.
Maybe it's because I am a Lagos boy, born and bred in the hot city...
I bathed in cold water every day...
I ran around in the rain...
I actually enjoyed it.
But somehow, I forgot that I was now in a country whose name I can barely pronounce.
How I got here? Story for another day.
Now, here, I met you and I felt the clouds give way to a ray of sunshine in my face
Gradually, you infiltrated me like a cancer...
Your piercing gaze like a thousand pins filled my consciousness with pleasurable pain.
Your walk exuded a lot of grace like the Lilly that sways at the command of the evening wind.
Everything about you seemed to have been hand-fashioned by a supreme intelligence who just wanted to show off
You possess the figure of a goddess.
But Alas...
You were cunning as the serpent that deceived Eve in the garden.
I didn't know that you were using me all along.
I didn't know that you really didn't care about me...
I thought we had a mutual feeling for each other...
But then, I was wrong...
You told me you needed some money urgently, your father needed to clear his hospital bills...
I met your father playing golf on the field where I went to see some of my friends who were working on a second job for me.
I sold the only land I had as an inheritance and I gave all the money to you.
I obeyed you like a dullard having no sense of reasoning
I gave you whatever it was that you asked for...
But then, I came back and the news you greet me with is your gaggling in the hands of another man.
John had been talking to Samantha for 20mins.
Samantha said nothing... she only fondled with her hair a few times, while chewing gum carelessly.
John didn't know whether to get angry or sad or both.
He looked at Samantha, tears began rolling from his eyes down his cheek...
Samantha couldn't look John in the eyes... Her head could burst from the volume of guilt she's currently carrying.
Inside her she was deeply tired of living the way she did.
But it didnt seem to matter, she always found herself swindling one sincere man after another.
Saying that John was heartbroken would be an understatement
Get out of my car now! He bellowed at Sam...
Please don't shout at me... Samantha replied...I am getting out.
John sat in his car weeping like a child.
How he loved Samantha.
He thought about the good times he had with Sam and wondered in shock how he never got to have sex with her.
It wasn't as if she wasn't an enticing woman, but somehow, he knew that what he had for Sam was pure.
it wasn't because of her gorgeous figure, nor was it for the fact that she was extremely fun to be with...
Meanwhile, Samantha go to her apartment, then it hit her like a like a rock.
she sank in her her soft bed...
she knew how many men she had courted on that same bed...
then suddenly, the memories began rushing in...
every time she dashed a man's heart in pieces...
every time she made a man run mad from emotional damage...
Then tears began streaming down her eyes...
They first welled up in her sockets, then they began their journey down the sides of her head towards her ears, slowly at first...
Then they began pouring like an open fountain.
I am tired of living like this...
I want to get married...
I want to love a man for real...
To feel what it means to be loved,
To be held in the hands of a man who loves me...
to carry my own children in my arms...
I am fed up
Just then it felt water on my face...
Who is pouring water on my face...
If you don't wake up now you'll miss the bus to school...
it was all a dream.